Genuinely Nice
Ethan
I watched her sleep throughout the night while I sat on the wooden chair. And even though I hated to admit it, I knew I was caring for her. I had made sure after she got warm she bathed in hot water before carrying her back to bed and covering her up because she was weak.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
My mind went back to the time she complimented my eyes, and it was wild which made me run my hair through my head thinking about but right now.
I watched her stir in her sleep like she was about to wake, which made me immediately get up from my seat and walk silently away from the room. I sighed and rested my back on the door releasing a deep breath, before walking away.
“Prepare breakfast and give her fresh clothes,” I instructed the maid, before going to my room to lay on my bed and catch a little sleep in the process.
“Beautiful eyes,” I muttered and shut my eyes hoping to fall asleep in the process.
Mandy
I stirred on the bed and immediately closed my eyes tightly when I felt a figure hover around me. I slowly opened them and noticed it was my kidnapper who left the room.
I sat upright immediately after he left, causing me to stare around in shock. Was he watching over me or watching me sleep? I thought to myself confused. I pulled the duvet to my chest, using it to cover myself even more. I felt chills run down my spine at the assumption I made and the thought of it only made my body vibrate jerkily.
But even at that, I could still recall last night vividly. It was like a recurring dream in my sleep. His voice, the way he cursed immediately he walked into the room staring at the condition in which he put me in. My shaky breath and shivering body which he carried to the fireplace and had me wear a warmer.
How worried he was losing the ropes that hurt my hands. I recalled him covering me up with the blanket and telling me it was going to be okay and when I smiled at him touching his cheek and calling his eyes beautiful.
“Why did I even do that?”I folded my hand into a fist but stopped immediately. I remember he kissed my knuckles while staring at me with his ocean eyes.
The door opened and the maid walked in interrupting me from my thoughts. “Hi,” she greeted and dropped the hot mug of coffee on the cupboard smiling at me.
“Thank you,” I said and immediately took the coffee and had a sip immediately. She walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of me telling me my bath was ready, and pointing at the clothes in a nylon she kept on top of the old wardrobe while I nodded and smiled at her watching her leave.
“I better get ready before the devil returns,” I said and quickly walked into the bathroom. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, looking at the marks he left on my neck and collarbone. My eyes shifted to the cut from the knife on my arms and the bruises around my wrist and my legs. A tear dropped from my tears cause I had no idea how much more I could take.
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I was done scrubbing my body and dressing up another floral dress but this time I liked the design. And just immediately he walked into the room with rope in his hands, while his maker walked in with a tray of food which she dropped on top of the drawer and left.
I was starstruck staring at him, he had long curled hair, which made sense considering he almost packed it with a ribbon. His face was beautiful, this man here had long lashes and full brows while I stared at him in admiration.
How could someone so beautiful be this vengeful? It made me wonder. His eyes glowed like the sea in sunlight. Maybe that was too much but that was what I saw.
“I guess we haven’t formally met,” he smiled, and damn it was beautiful. I was gawking at his man, but my eyes didn’t move. I just stared at him and sat beside him on the bed as he spoke with those full lips that were completely desirable.
“I’m Ethan,” he said and all I could hear in my head was “a demi-god,”. The sleeveless he wore revealed his muscles and how fit it was, I imagined how tiny my hands would look trying to be wrapped around it.
” Alright, let’s have breakfast,” he said and brought the tray, dropping it on the bed and getting comfortable as he placed one of his legs on the bed folding while the other was on the floor.
“Come on eat,” he urged, and starting to have his pancakes I just slowly started to eat, staring at him and feeling this familiarity but I couldn’t place my finger as to where, so I just pushed the thought away until I could remember for sure.
“Do you like it?” He asked, and immediately I nodded without even giving it a second thought, considering how yesterday was. I was still recovering from it all and whenever I thought about it, I could only pray nothing like that happened again.
He took the plates away and dropped them on the drawer while he opened them up and brought out a first aid kit from one of them walking up to me.
“Hands,” he said and immediately I placed my hands on it while he started to clean the cut on my arm from last night, making me squeeze my face a bit. He dressed it up with a bandage when the maid walked in with an Ice pack after he had called for it.
He collected it, and she took our plates away and placed them on my bruised wrist for a few minutes before giving me a place on my legs.
He looked at me, and I noticed he stared at the little mark the cut on my wrist left and immediately his aura changed cause I could feel it. It made me conscious that I dropped the ice and tried to cover my arms with the blanket on the bed, but he stood up in anger looking at me for a brief seconds without uttering a word.
“Use this,” he threw Arnica’s bruise cream at me and immediately left the room banging on the door.
“Thank you,” I mumbled with a smile on my lips. He was nice to me, he was genuinely nice to me, I kept screaming in my head as I immediately used the cream he gave to me pulling it close to my chest.